Since The Day You Got Your Wings, I have Never Been The Same

On March 3, 2017, at 17 weeks pregnant, our baby was born into the arms of Jesus. 

Ryan and I have been going through the motions of grief as we have surrounded ourselves with support of family, friends and prayer. 

We learnt that our angel was a baby boy and we are sad we have not been given the opportunity to get to know him better. But we are thankful we have gotten to hold him. His face and features will forever be etched in our memories. 

I had a placenta abruption and had some complications myself because of it. It was a very scary and confusing time for us. Truthfully, it still is but we consider ourselves somewhat lucky to have meet, held and know who our very own guardian angel is. We look forward to the day when we get to see him again. 

"Dear Lord, I would have loved to hold my baby on my lap and tell him about you, but since I don't get the chance, can you please hold him on your lap and tell him about me?"

xo

* Ryan and I can't even begin to express how grateful we are to our family and friends. During difficult times, you realize the amazing community around you. For those who offered up prayers, kind words, flowers, food, treats, cards and other help in the form of favors, we can never thank you enough. During dark times, you brought in some light with your kindness.